Marko was a man of simple dreams: he wanted a small boat to go fishing for squid. He found an ad for a vintage 4hp Tomos motor—a Yugoslav classic known for being both indestructible and incredibly temperamental. The seller, an old fisherman named Šime, insisted they meet at the local konoba (tavern) to sign the kupoprodajni ugovor
danas, [datum], između:
Nikada ne kupujte motor koji niste čuli kako radi. Proverite "mlaz" (hlađenje) i rad u leru. Zaključak kupoprodajni ugovor za vanbrodski motor
Marko stood by the dock, his hands thrust deep into the pockets of his worn canvas jacket. Beside him, resting on a wooden pallet, sat the object of the day’s transaction: a Yamaha 100HP outboard motor. It was scarred, its cowling scratched from years of fishing nets and rocky shores, but beneath the cosmetic wear, it was a beast. Marko was a man of simple dreams: he